My body was dancing with the air. It felt alive, each
cell tingling with energy and warmth. That rush of energy
would become familiar in the following months.

Remembering my dream, I smiled at the stranger who I
knew so well. When would life return to that quiet easy
space that I had known-- before the meeting? Would it
ever?

Quietly I slipped out of bed and into a light robe,
and walked down the stairs. The dark rooms below were
alive with the motion of the kundilini energy. Sitting
alone on the soft, pale blue sofa I listened to the waves
crash on the cliffs beside my house. The Pacific talked